The Journal of Philip Wittebane

So this is really just the rest of what was written

 as this project died, however I would really like to revive this now, having more confidence in my own ability to write. I don't think there's any chance of reassembling the original team, but that doesn't mean a new one can be made,
anyway enjoy the last thing.

Entry 10

The events from the past few days have been very stressful. I started to indulge myself in more and more acts that would be shunned back on Earth. I also realised that here, in the Boiling Isles, sapphic and sodomite acts are perfectly accepted. I myself participated in them.

One night, I was at a local tavern, relieving myself after a stressful day. I was drinking some product called apple blood, there were two versions available of it, an alcoholic one and one without it. I didn't really know what it was, but I didn't bother asking the bartender. As I was peacefully sipping my beverage, I noticed a certain witch, very attractive for this world's standards. I eyed her up and down, taking in the outstanding beauty.

She walked up to me and started a conversation, we shared our names (her name was Lucille), interests, drank more alcohol and overall talked about ourselves. After a few more drinks, she seemed to drag me out of the tavern and into her house. It appears as though we spent a night of pleasure together, I, however, do not remember anything from it, as I had consumed a lot of alcohol. I woke up the next morning, naked in her bed, confused as to why I was laying with another being. The memories of the night soon flooded back to me, and I found myself staring at the naked witch beside me. I noticed that she possessed both the unique traits that made one male or female. It was a great shock to me, I have never seen such an intriguing being, let alone lay with one. She woke up, and we ate breakfast together. After that I told her goodbye and left. As I was on the street, I decided to check her address, as I am planning to stay in touch with her with the use of letters. I hope the magnificent woman will remember this encounter.

Entry 11, July 7th

The stars are not the same as those in the night sky on Earth. I see none of the same constellations when I gaze upwards at night. I may be further from home than I originally thought. This place is nowhere near Earth. I will have to work harder to return to see the stars of my home. In this place, I am not even allowed the slightest comfort of a familiar night sky.

Is Lucille looking up at the same sky right now?

Entry 11, July 10th

This place has none of the technology of Earth, though I know they have the means to create it. I will investigate whether or not I can use technology to harness the powers of the island. I will need help though.

I have employed the help of a young engineer who can create clay monsters fitted with metal rungs to hold armour in place. His potential is even higher than he aspires to at the time. I lack the currency other beings on this plane possess, but my promises of a built legacy drives him to create. His high ambition is infectious and as such I found myself experimenting by drawing my light glyph onto different mediums — the fog of a mirror, the freshly-rained earth, the dust of the floor. I am pleased to note that they all work. Additionally, the larger they are drawn, the larger the magic is produced. I do not know how advantageous this will be yet I am pleased to continue making discoveries in my day-to-day life.

Notes:

No idea who wrote these chapters as they were done around 5 months ago.